This is a song about "Gregory the goomba"

She wanna be grown

As the king upon the throne

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

With women with issues

Saw the bombs on the news

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

From the gutter to the roof

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

In front of our building, they was my heroes

The more battles the better the flows